The charging momentum was like a landslide.
A horrifying gash was carved into the earth, a finger's width wide and several feet deep, stretching from a hundred zhang away right to Chen Che's feet.
"Cleave!"
Chen Che's expression was utterly grave.
With sword in hand, he and his blade moved as one, transforming into a streak of sword light to meet the blow.
CLANG!
It was like a sudden, deafening clap of thunder.
It was as if the great bell of Hanshan Temple had been struck, the invisible soundwaves becoming visible to the naked eye. The ground around Chen Che, the epicentre, shattered inch by inch. Dust and pulverized earth were swept up into a roiling tide, the roar like that of ten thousand stampeding horses!
Chen Che's feet sank as he was driven into the ground.
"Not bad!"
Ye Jingzhou formed a Seal Technique.
"Let's see what you think of this next attack!"
HUMMM!
